*Ron POV*
I woke up from another nightmare. I've been having them for three weeks since I lost... Her. I hear knocking at my door.
Ron: I'm coming!
I open the door to find Joel, Tess, and Gabriel, all pook like their asses got kicked.
Ron: Oh, for fuck sake.
Tess: How was your morning?
Tess and Joel get the scotch I had and poured it into two glasses.
Joel: Want one?
Ron: No, I don't, want one.
Gabriel: We got some interesting news.
Ron: Where the hell were you guys?
Tess: West End District. We had a drop to make, remember?
Ron: Yeah. We. We had a drop to make.
Gabriel: I thought you wanted to be left alone.
I give them some rags with cold water.
Ron: Let me guess. The deal's gone to shit, client ran off with our pills, is that right?
Tess: Deal went off without a hitch. Enough ration cards to last us a few months.
Ron: What the hell happened to you guys?
Gabriel: We were on our way back and we got jumped by some assholes. They got a few good hits in but we managed.
Ron: You find out who they were?
Joel: A couple of nobodies sent by Robert.
Ron: Our Robert? That son of a bitch...
Gabriel: Mom found where he's hiding.
Ron: Like hell she did.
Tess: Old warehouse, Area 5.
Ron: Well, I'm ready now, yeah?
Joel: We can do now.
*Timeskip to Smugglers Tunnel*
Things didn't go to plan. Fucking Fireflies are attacking the military. We need to go outside the Wall. We're just getting our gear.
Ron: Not a lot of bullets left.
Gabriel: Make your shots count then.
I tuck my gun into my waistband, clip my knife sheath to my backpack, clip on the flashlight, tuck my gas mask and tool case into my backpack, and put my backpack on.
*Timeskip to Robert*
We got Robert cornered. Joel is holding him down by his arm.
Ron: Now, Robert. Who has our guns?
Robert: I sold them. I owed somebody.
Ron: You owed us. Who has them?
Robert: I can't.
Ron: Joel?
Joel breaks Robert's arm as I ask again.
Ron: Who. Has. Our. Guns?
Robert: The Fireflies!
I was pissed. I shot Robert, killing him.
Gabriel: Now what?
Ron: We find a Firefly, explain this mess.
???: You won't have to look far.
Ron: Marlene. Queen Firefly.
Marlene: Where's Robert?
Ron: Dead. The guns he gave you, they weren't his to sell. I want them back.
Marlene: Doesn't work that way Ron.
Ron: Fuck it doesn't.
Marlene: I paid for those guns. You gotta earn them.
Ron: What do you want?
Marlene: Smuggle something out of the city, I give you double what Robert sold me.
Ron: Let's go, then.
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Walking dead x last of us x Male ocs
FanfictionIt's been 20 years since the Infected began. Ron Keffer is a survivor. He has nothing to lose. But his biggest smuggling job, involves the girl he loves.
